Madison Square (verse)
Stuart, Henry Longan
For a Young Girl Softly and silently Darkness came creeping; Darkness stole over her When she was sleeping. Music fell from her, Laughter was gone; Darkness had made her Quiet and...
...William Berry...
...Darkness had made her Quiet and wan...
...Pallid and quietly, Deep in her sleeping, She faced the darkness Without any weeping...
...Singing was stilled And the little round bell...
...Darkness from darkness She never could tell...
Vol. 3 • January 1926 • No. 9
